I stood by my door smokin a ciggarette//
i wrote my girl haven't got a letter back//
i want her to so fuckin bad//
i luv that girl, i made her glad//
maybe, some times i made her mad//
but hey whe she went away it made me sad//
im here gambiling illegally//
some things weren't made to be//
The streets are crowded, i got more money//
i'm not married but have a girl//
we are goin out for a date in a week//
i want to see her i feel so exited//
when i see her i wil be so delited//
i'm rollin down the streets in my escalade//
so many people gettin objects to trade//
everyone wants my great car//
i got a dude to watch it while im in the bar//
gettin drunk as a mutha fucka//
The streets filled wit cops//
i walked be one of them snorted rocks//
they are so stupid, they didn't notice//
i found a note,i didn't know who wrote this//
wait, i think it was my girl who just wrote to me//
she said she's comin home soon and to be the husband i hope to me//
i hpe this would happen it has to be//
it will happen after i kill these fagots after me//
killed all those peopel who laughed at me//
The streets are good sum times//
some times thay have lines//
but mostly lies of cheatin and stealin//
that cops are wantin to be revealin//
the streets!!!!!//
